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Monica: Yeah. But a part of me also cant wait til its over. Chandler and I have this pact not to have sex again until the wedding.
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Monica is on the couch writing when Chandler enters to make his brief cameo.]
Chandler: Hey!
Chandler: Yknow Im-Im really glad we decided not to sleep together before the wedding.
Chandler: Yknow I was thinking if we had a a big fight and uh we broke up for a few hours
Chandler: Technically we could have sex again. What do you think, bossy and domineering?!
Chandler: Thats me! Come on!
Chandler: Well get rid of her, obsessive and shrill.
Cassie: I thought I heard voices. You must be Chandler.
Chandler: (transfixed) Hi! Nice to meet you!
(She lets her hair down and whips her hair around in Baywatch-esque slow motion with a Barry White song in the background. Chandler needless to say cant help but stare along with the rest of the male and lesbian population of North America.)
Monica: (catching him) Chandler!
Chandler: Ill be right with you.
[Scene: Central Perk, Ross is there as Chandler and Monica enters.]
Ross: What?! Chandler shes our cousin!
Chandler: I was not staring at her. Okay? I was just listening intently. Its called being a good conversationalist. Watch. (Stares at Monicas eyes.) Say something.
Chandler: Umm, so this Aunt Marilyn is-is-is-is she coming to the wedding?
Cassie: Oh my God! You do a great Chandler!
Chandler: Okay, fine, $300.
Chandler: Flashdance.
Chandler: Damn Rollos!
Chandler: Y'know, if I won $5,000 I'd join a gym, y'know build up my upper body and hit Richard from behind with a stick! (Mimics it.)
Monica: Chandler stole a twenty from my purse!
Monica: Chandler! (Motions for him to come outside.)
Chandler: Monica. (Follows her out.)
Monica: Oh, it was awful. (To Chandler) I guess some people just don't appreciate really good food.
Chandler: Yeah, just think of it as $25 per room!
Chandler: Hi!
Chandler and Phoebe: Yeah, me either.
Joey: Who cares? You're Rachel! (To Chandler) Who's Kip?
Chandler: Okay, Ross is in the bathroom.
Chandler: Yes that would have made more sense.
Chandler: Kip, my old roommate, y'know we all used to hang out together.
Joey: Nooo. I had a story all worked out but then Chandler sold me out.
Chandler: (entering) Hey!
Chandler: Yes that was mine.
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, Joey is watching TV.]
[Scene: The beach house, the next morning. Chandler and Monica are in the kitchen eating breakfast.]
Chandler: Sure I do. In fact, I think the whole concept of marriage is unnatural. I mean look at pigs. Lets take a second here and look at pigs. Okay pigs dont mate for life. I mean a pig can have like a hundred sexual partners in a lifetime, and thats just an ordinary pig not even a pig thats good at sports!
[Scene: Chandler and Monica's weekend, a hotel clerk is showing them their new room.]
Chandler: Because of the weekend, we had a fight.
Chandler: (entering) Hey!
Chandler: So, I guess this is over.
Chandler: I just came over to drop off nothing. So that weekend kinda sucked, huh?
Chandler: Really? Okay. Great!
Chandler: So, this isn't over?
Chandler: Okay.
Chandler: (stops her) We're in a relationship?
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Monica, Rachel, Joey, and Chandler are there as Phoebe enters.]
Chandler: Joey, can I talk to you for a second? (He grabs him and starts to drag Joey into Monica's room.)
Chandler: If you're cooking on the stove, does that mean that your new secret boyfriend is better in bed than Richard?
Chandler: Yes. Yes. (Lets him up.)
Chandler: It happened in London.
Joey: (To Chandler) You?! (To Monica) And-and you?!
Chandler: The reason we didn't tell anyone was because we didn't want to make a big deal out of it.
(Chandler pushes him through the door and Monica closes it behind them.)
Chandler: No-no-no-no-no! You can't!
(She goes over and kisses Chandler.)
[They all run to get in the cab, and Chandler pulls out a smoke.]
Chandler: Fun's over!
Chandler: Buh-bye. (Hangs up the phone) I just got us reservations at Michelles and tickets to the Musicman to celebrate our first holiday season as a betroughed couple.
Chandler: No, Im afraid I wont be able to make love as well as him.
Chandler: Well, just until we find an energy source to replace fuel.
Chandler: Sorry.
Chandler and Monica: Okay.
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, Monica and Chandler are making out on one of the chairs.]
Monica: (To Chandler) Rachel's at work.
Chandler: Hello!
Joey: (Pointing at Chandler.) Your different here too. Your mean in England. (Chandler throws his hands up to his head in frustration. They walk away from each other.)
[Time lapse, Monica and Chandler have changed rooms yet again.]
[Scene: Central Perk, Chandler, Joey, and Phoebe are there.]
Chandler: Yes. Yes! Right! And I feel horrible. You have to believe me!
Chandler: (With the covers pulled up to his chin.) Morning, Ross.
Chandler: So you're really okay with this?
CHANDLER: Hey, come on, we got the gift, the concert, and the cake.
Mr. Geller: (To Chandler) God, your hair sure is different!
Chandler: Yeah, we were just talking about that. I can't believe how stupid we used to look. (They both quickly push their sleeves over their elbows.)
Chandler: Okay, there are no famous Joeys. Except for, huh, Joey Buttafucco.
Monica: Does it have to do with-with Chandler and that sock that he keeps by his bed?
Joey: (running and banging on Chandlers door) The stripper stole the ring!! The stripper stole the ring!! Chandler! Chandler, get up! Get up! The stripper stole the ring!
Chandler: If can invade Poland, there isn't anything I can't do.
(They start kissing and turn around so that Chandler is facing the door. And Chandler sees Rachel, Phoebe, and Joey walk in and quickly ends the kiss with Monica.)
Chandler: Okay, what is in here? Rocks?
Chandler: So, rocks.
Chandler: You're on in 5 Ms. Minnelli.
Chandler: Honey, it's us. Of course it's the shovel-killer.
Chandler: Yeah I know, we're losing Ross, Joey said hence
Chandler: Look, we just think that maybe she's being a little unreasonable.
(Chandler is completely astounded.)
Monica: Hi, Chandler.
Chandler: Oh my God!
Chandler: Kind of? If you just kept this to yourself none of this would've happened.
Chandler: Well, I think it's very brave what you said.
(Monica and Chandler turn and stare at him.)
Joey: All right, okay, this is great, uh, Chandler, you get behind the desk. And-and when she comes in hopefully, she wont recognise you because, well, why would she? Uh, okay, and then you buzz Ross and I. (to Ross) You be Mr. Gonzalez, and Ill be uh, Mr. Wong.
CHANDLER: Mine is the red one! Oh God. Can open, worms everywhere.
Chandler: You just, you look so different! Terrific! That dress! That body!
Joey: (To Chandler) I bet it was about her a little.
Chandler: Uh, Ross?
Chandler: Yeah, we are so sorry.
Phoebe: (To Chandler) You're kinda stepping on the song. (She gets ready to play but is stopped by )
Chandler: Sorry!
Chandler: I hear ya, Mugsy! But look, all these rooms are fine okay? Can you just pick one so I can watch-(realizes)-have a perfect, magical weekend together with you.
[Scene: A strip club, the girls are there with Chandler, who isnt enjoying himself.]
Chandler: Hi!
Chandler: Oh yeah, there-there she is!
Chandler: Y'know, it wasn't that big a deal. He just balled up socks... and a melon...
CHANDLER: Yup, get ready for the gelatenous fun.
Chandler: Hey! (Joey quickly hides the magazine under the couch.)
Chandler: What?!
Monica: So Chandler, I guess I'll see you at dinner.
Chandler: He thought you said gonad.
Chandler: All right buddy, way to go! (smacks him on the butt)
Chandler: No, I know, but it's just so hard, you know? I mean, you're sitting there with her, she has no idea what's happening, and then you finally get up the courage to do it, and there's the horrible awkward moment when you've handed her the note.
(The guys hotel room. Joeys there. Chandler comes out of the bathroom in a robe.)
Chandler: Sorry.
Chandler: Love what you've done with the place.
Chandler: Oh, just this! (turns around and has a paint lid stuck to the back of his pants.) Yknow what its my fault really, because the couch is usually where we keep the varnish.